I did it for THEM

Atticus Barrault 34 Werewolf Professor at Columbia

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Thomas laughed with him. It had been a long time since he had last seen Atticus. Since then, it seemed a lot of bad things had happened to Thomas’s friend, which was quite disheartening to him. He was more than happy to see him laugh, especially since Thomas can imagine Atticus had certainly not done so enough. Especially since Atticus was more antisocial than most people he had met. He was more than glad to see that, despite everything, Atticus truly hadn’t changed all that much from the first time they had met and became friends. “No can do.” He replied with a laugh as Atticus  joked with him. “Oh yes, the kind of stories all children long to tell their children. ‘I remember when my father used to make things for me. I would have splinters all over my arse because of it.’” He said with a laugh as he ran his hand through his hair. “You have forgotten that I cannot quite have children.” he said with a smile. “So, it seems that you will be the only one between us who’s kids shall be complaining. Then again, I suppose I could always count Cynthia and she could complain about my parenting.” he said with a laugh as they kept walking. “Well, there goes my plans for dragging you to a strip club slash bar.” He joked. “Alright then, since that is out of the question. What about the pizza place around the corner from here?”

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Atticus rolled his eyes at his friend’s sarcasm even thought was nothing new. If he wasn’t with his daughter, or in public for that matter, he would’ve growled or flashed his sharp fangs, like he did when they were younger, but it stood to show that they were in public and his daughter is currently in his arms. He only laughed more when Thomas quoted what his kids and their kids would likely say in the future, since it was highly likely to happen in the future. Well, hopefully his daughter wouldn’t be having kids anytime soon, or even within the next twenty years. She has to go to college. Oh god he’s already sounding like the father of a teenager and the little pup in his arms can barely speak, let alone flirt. “I didn’t forget, I was hinting more towards you adopting. Surely the fact you can’t physically have kids doesn’t stop you from wanting them.” He said, as if things were that simple, though in Atticus’ eyes they really were. “Though, if we’re talking about kids, your first concern should be finding a nice lady. Human or vamp, all of those girls must be all over you like they were years ago, right?” Atticus asked, using his free hand to elbow his friend jokingly. Rolling his eyes, once again, at his friend’s lame joke, the werewolf adjusted his daughter so that she could reach the collar of his shirt, something she really wanted to play with for some reason. “Pizza sounds good, he’s a big fan of cheese.”

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kadenkingsman:

Kaden shrugged, although she could feel the awkwardness form in the conversation, “Don’t worry about it,” she replied quickly.

“So, how have you been?” Atticus asked, wanting to change the topic now so that they could step away from the awkward air that started to envelope their environment.

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Rebecca burst out laughing, a little embarrassed at how loud she did so. “It is effective, I’ll give you that.” She smiled. “I’m Rebecca, it’s nice to meet you.”

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Atticus found himself laughing along with the woman, glad that he still had a sense of humor despite recent events. He wasn’t nearly as loud, but in his opinion that wasn’t necessarily a good thing. “I’m Atticus, it’s nice to meet you Rebecca.”

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“Fine, if you don’t want to talk about how boring your life is, what do you want to talk about?”

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“Anything works. How bout recent events? Normal people talk about that kind of stuff, right?”

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Doggy Days // Olivia&Atticus

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Olivia put in a few more good pets before the dog’s attention went to Atticus once he had jogged over. She hadn’t seen him since there first encounter, yet so much had happened. It felt odd for her to act like she did when they first met. Olivia stood up, smiling. “No, of course not. At least not for me, but she seems to have caused a little trouble with you.” She laughed, looking back down at the dog. “You don’t need a leash or anything? I’m guessing this is the first time she’s really ran away from you.” It was a little surprising, actually. Most of the dogs she had seen around the city we’re kept on leashes and pretty close to their owners. 

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Atticus smiled, glad that Zoey had made a new friend, but also a little mad that she’d just run off. Then again she’s done it before and always come back, so to be honest it wasn’t that surprising. “She’s run away before, but almost always comes back, she’s generally very obedient.” But still, to make sure that she didn’t just run off again, the older wolf turned to the dog and, making sure that Olivia didn’t see his eyes, flashed his wolf eyes at the dog. “Sit.” He said softly and, almost immediately, Zoey sat down, letting the higher ranked wolf know that she understood. Smiling, Atticus returned his eyes to normal and turned back to Olivia. However, just as everything else was returning to normal, he caught her scent, Olivia’s scent. The scent of a bloodsucker. Tensing, the wolf frowned, not knowing how he missed it before, it was so obvious, so prominent, it cut through all other scents, it didn’t make sense. “Olivia, I hate to be rude, but I have to ask. Were you always a vampire?”

[kadenkingsman]

“Because we have other things to worry about besides clothes.”

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“Alright, okay, understandable.” Atticus replied, feeling bad because he must’ve insulted the woman in front of him.

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“You don’t know that. Sometimes it happens young. You should live your life now while you still have it.”

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“I have a little girl, but I don’t think my life is ruined. Besides, I think we’re just going in circles.”

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Looking with Fresh Eyes // Brianna&Atticus

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“You’re welcome.” She felt a slight awkwardness at neither knowing the correct protocol for this sort of thing. Brianna’s smile grew wide and bright as Claudia exclaimed yes. The little girl was so cute that she couldn’t take it. Bri stood up and went with them to Claudia’s room. When they were there, she looked around and found the drawer. Bri really liked the dress so she was just looking for new shoes and a new head band. First, she grabbed a pair of white shoes and a pair of pink shoes that both could go with the dress. “Which one, Claudia? White or pink?” She waited for the little girl to answer before looking for a headband. Bri was able to find a white headband with a pink flower that looked like the ones on the dress. It was almost as though they had been bought together. “Okay, do you like this one?” Bri asked sweetly to the child.

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Atticus could literally smell the anxiety in the air, the underlying tension. It wasn’t overly powerful or strong, just there, not extremely noticeable, but to this wolf it was. Hopefully Claudia could flip things around quickly. As he moved upstairs, with his back to Brianna, the man subtly nuzzled his daughter, rubbing the small length of stubble on his cheek against hers. “Daddy no!” She giggled as she playfully pushed his face away, but then he just started giving the little thing kisses and she was squealing. When they finally entered her room, he let Brianna have at the place, wanting his daughter to look nice and gorgeous for the pictures. Who knows, maybe she’ll be showing them to her children in the future, hopefully she won’t remember her father’s terrible sense of fashion. Setting his little girl down in front of the other, Atticus,watched the two do their thing. “Punk!” Claudia replied excitedly as she pointed to the pink shoes, unknowing of the fact that she’d said the word from. The man watched them, but his eyes widened when he saw the white headband with a pink flower. Where had that come from? Was Brianna a magician. That was the only clear, reasonable explanation. “Yas yas!” Claudia said, her smile getting wide and becoming contagious for her father as he found himself smiling as well.

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“Shit.” This was exactly what he was afraid of, and he couldn’t have kept his mouth shut for one moment longer to let the question pass him by.Here he was, feeling sorry for the dude who he didn’t even know. “I’m sorry man. That’s a real bummer.” What else was he supposed to say? Honestly, there wasn’t much else. “My condolences.”

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Atticus looked away from the young man in front of him unable to keep making eye contact. Though, it wasn’t just because of the fact the conversation was extremely awkward and weird for both of them, to be honest it was kind of funny. Not the conversation of course, but the way the other reacted to the news. Who says bummer after hearing about someone’s wife’s death? “Thank you.”

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“True, although you might adjust to remembering it after the first couple… of dozen times of forgetting it.” She laughed. “And I know, but think if we weren’t both terribly clumsy then our paths may never have crossed.” She said with a smile.

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“I’d likely forget it twice as often as that. Or, with my luck, my daughter would get sick in it.” Atticus said simply, because that really was the truth of his luck. Lady luck was not a friend of his. “I agree, but this is still a very effective way of meeting.”

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Thomas looked back over at Claudia. He had always had a soft spot for children and he couldn’t help but to absolutely adore Claudia. A lot about her reminded him of his sisters when they were babies. Even if that was years ago to the point where he could hardly remember most of it. When Atticus spoke, his attention returned to his friend. “I can only imagine how many times you have had to play handyman. Although I have seen some of your woodwork and I must say that I am absolutely worried for whatever it is you have had to put your child through.” Thomas said, looking over at him with a smile as he joked. “Well, one day in her future I am sure she will appreciate it. She can always look back and tell her children about all of the splinters she had from her old man’s woodwork.” Thomas joked again with a laugh. As much as he joked about it, he didn’t actually have too much worry about it. Atticus was a more than careful person especially when it came to Claudia. It would be impossible to imagine him creating anything that could possibly injure her in any way. “Well, I cannot argue that. But my siblings are the closest things I have ever had, so they are all I can count. Besides, they all ran to me for nearly everything anyway.” Thomas said with a laugh. “Well, enjoy the random babbling now before it turns into her complaining about some teenage crush that just absolutely broke her heart.” He replied, a smile still playing on his lips. “We should grab a bite to eat or something. Unless if walking aimlessly through the streets is really your favorite thing to do.”

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Atticus loved the jokes Thomas threw at him, one of the main reasons he missed his old friend so much. He always hated the fact that Thomas moved around so often, but the other always came back, at least, that’s what’s happened so far. Actually, the more he thought about it, the more convenient the other man’s arrivals seemed. When they first met, Atticus had just moved to New York and was not interested in making friends, especially not with a Vampire. But Thomas was charming, fun to talk with, it was hard not to be friends with him. Then the vampire left, for many years, and came back just in time for Atticus’ wedding. “Hey man, shut up.” The werewolf stated, though there was a clear, humorous tone in his voice to show that he was only joking. At the mention of splinters, he couldn’t help but laugh along with his friend, easily able to see that actually happening in the future. “At least she’ll have stories to tell her kids. Who knows, maybe I’ll make things for her kids and then they’ll be able to tell their own kids about their experiences with splinters.” It’d be like some weird, crazy family tradition, maybe he’ll teach the men of his family crappy workmanship, it’s going to be great. “Fair enough, I can understand that. But, who knows, maybe one day you’ll have kids of your own, then you and me can drink beer while our kids talk crap about our parenting.” Atticus found his smile only growing wider and spreading across his face, honestly, he was having a lot of fun with Thomas. At the mention of food, the werewolf remembered what he was originally doing out here in the streets with his daughter. “That sounds good, feel free to pick any place. Besides, you know a strip club or bar.”

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“That doesn’t really sound like it’s fun for you. Seriously, this is how mid life crises happen. You’re going to end up going bald and buying a car to compensate.”

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“I’m not going to have a mid life crises, and I definitely won’t go bald or buy a car to compensate. I already have a car and I’m too young to lose my hair.” Atticus quickly replied, definitely knowing, no, hoping that what he said was true.

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auggiekhalil:

“Was your wife’s?” Emphasis on the was. That meant that she wasn’t his wife any longer, which also meant that they were either divorced, or worse. Which of the two was worse, August didn’t know, and he certainly didn’t want to make any assumptions. But, being the upstanding man he was, he quickly just shook his head while inhaling his latest puff. “Shit man, that’s tough.” He added much too quickly for his own good. “You two split up or something?” He just couldn’t keep his mouth shut, not after feeling the want, no the need, to know what happened.

Atticus regretted the words just as they came out of his mouth. This would lead to a conversation regarding his deceased wife, a conversation he’s had multiple times in the last few months. It was hard enough to talk about with people who already knew, but explaining it to someone who he’d never met? That was just uncomfortable and weird. Sure Atticus could just walk away, he could just say that nothing had happened and leave things at that, but that’s not the kind of person he is. “She died.” He stated, just wanting to rip the band aid off now.

[kadenkingsman]

“Not in the 21st century, no.”

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“Really? Why not?”

[garedrothschild-deactivated2017]

Unfortunately, Thomas’s connections had failed it when it came to any information before he had actually come to the city. Sure, he had heard of a few things happening. Just the very basics, certainly nothing compared to what was actually happening. Though, he probably still would have come back to the city even if he knew more of what was happening before.  His curiosity more often than not did tend to get the best of him. He probably would have come back to New York for all the more reason in reality. Even if the reason he had come in the first place had nothing to do with anything happening, it was always interesting to hear about it all. Especially since so little of it played any affect at all in his life. “I would certainly hope not.” He said, his tone matching the playful tone Atticus had. “Ah, well, I do not exactly remember much from when my siblings were young. I do remember that they were all definitely quite the handful, no matter what age they were. Then again, I am sure super-human hearing helps.” Thomas said with a laugh. “It is incredible how fast they grow and how quickly they start to learn though. I can say that.” Thomas kept walking, not missing the falter in Atticus’s smile. He hadn’t meant for the question to be harsh, he was simply asking. But he felt bad for it. “Oh well, there is certainly nothing wrong with that. I imagine it is quite nice just being able to relax for a while then. Or, well, at least enjoy moments of peace. Yeah?”

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Atticus sighed and shifted Claudia so that he could rub a hand over the short hair that occupied his head. Despite the few months that have passed between Lydia’s death and now, the man still wasn’t quite used to saying her death out loud. It was as if she were a ghost and saying that she was gone truly made her leave him. “Superhuman hearing and superhuman strength. You have no idea how many times I’ve had to repair her crib or readjust things in her room. Sometimes I just build things for her. I may not be fantastic at building things, but it’s the simple things that I aim for.” He explained, smiling a bit at the memory of his attempt at making a rocking horse that ended terribly. Of course Claudia still loved it, especially since she got to paint the thing, but even Atticus had to admit that his ‘rocking horse’ looked very pathetic. Then again, who cares? If his daughter, the person it was made for, loves it, then it doesn’t matter. “I think siblings and your own child are a bit different. I had siblings, granted I was the youngest, but still I think it’s quite a different story.” He laughed a bit at the mere thought of his siblings, remembering all the fun time he’d have with them, when they were alive. “I don’t know, to be honest, without Lydia, peace and quiet seem unsettling and strange. Especially since I have a little girl who’s rarely ever quiet or not getting into some trouble.”

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Deceiving Detectives // Atticus&Cole

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Cole had been out visiting a crime scene and had barely been back for a second when one of his fellow detectives approached him. He had noticed the strange looks being passed between his colleagues as he walked in, and Cole raised a curious eyebrow. The detective told him that there was someone in the interrogation room two and handed him a file. Cole flicked through the file and rolled his eyes. They didn’t want to deal with the man that had come in and instead decided to pass him off on to the new guy. Cole walked along to the interrogation room and opened the door to reveal the man waiting inside. He walked in, not answering his question straight away. Cole first took a seat across from the man and placed the file and the table between them. “I’m Detective Reynolds, I’ve been working at this precinct for a few months now.”  

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Atticus frowned at the man, curious yet also nervous. New faces tended to do that to him, especially when his child was with him, but even without her he finds that he doesn’t like surprises much. Subtly sniffing the air, the wolf found that he didn’t recognize the scent either. Actually, that was a lie. There was something recognizable about the scent, and what that something was made Atticus raise an eyebrow at the other man curiously. A werewolf, in a precinct? Well, it wasn’t unheard of, Henry Jackson had been one as well, but this man seemed different from Henry, very different. Pushing away the thoughts, the werewolf focused on the other wolf and what he was saying. “So you’re a new guy? Then there must be some mistake, I came to talk about a base that’s been open for some time now, I wanted to see if there was any change, but I doubt you’d know anything of it if you’ve only been here for a small amount of time.”

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Remy broke into a grin upon seeing Atticus and Claudia. She laughed that his first instinct was to get her out of her the cold. “I pretty much just saw them, I came over as soon as I did. I thought that I might as well come over, especially because you’d most likely still worry until you saw me in person.” As she spoke she took of her coat, scarf and gloves and laid them across the back of the sofa. “As you can see, am I fine with no injuries.”  Remy made her way back to over to Atticus and took the small baby from his arms. “Has someone been giving you sweets again?” She cooed, seeing the sweet still clutched in Claudia’s little fist. 

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Atticus watched the girl move around, easily making herself comfortable and tossing her things in one place. He didn’t mind, in fact it only made him smile more. Without Lydia he felt as if he’d lost his family, but with Remira stopping by he could easily recognize that she was a big part of his family, not that was much of a surprise. “Thank you for coming over, I really am happy to see you safe and sound. I know you can handle yourself but the wind and snow was ruthless out there, I just had to make sure you were okay.” He explained, adjusting Claudia so that she and himself were more comfortable with her position. “Yas.” Claudia giggled, still having some food covering her face as she held the treat out for Remy. Atticus was happy to see that his daughter was easily getting used to the idea of sharing, something that she thankfully wasn’t fussy about at all.